Chapter 27

Gerald hugged Kamila very tightly. The man's head was on top of Kamila's head. She glanced at Gerald, who was so calm in his sleep. Kamila could not sleep; her mind was full of thoughts about her name being known by Gerald. Who told her husband? Gerald became so angry, and Kamila could understand that Gerald wouldn't just take her word for it. All Kamila wanted right now was to divorce Gerald, but it wasn't that easy. Kamila almost died here. 

The moment she moved, Gerald woke up and immediately grabbed her again.

"Don't go anywhere!"

"Sorry, I just need to go to the bathroom for a minute," Kamila said honestly.

Gerald opened his eyes and released the hug. Gerald's eyes were so intimidating, as if he didn't trust Kamila.

"Really, I need to pee." Kamila explained again. 

"Hurry up!" Gerald ordered.

Kamila got up and walked quickly to the bathroom. Afterwards, Kamila came out and approached Gerald again, but he was on the phone by the window.

"How was it? Any progress?" asked Gerald, calling Victor.

Kamila heard him, but she remained standing by the bed.

"Who is Gerald calling, huh?" she wondered. 

"You must get all the information as soon as possible!" Gerald ordered. 

Kamila's eyebrows went up one side. She had no idea who her husband was talking about or whose information he was looking for.

Gerald finished his phone call when he turned around and saw Kamila. Kamila immediately stiffened. Feeling that she had been caught eavesdropping, Kamila started to get scared.

"Did you hear that?" Gerald's tone was cold. His feet stepped in sync with Kamila, who backed away slowly. 

"I didn't hear anything." Kamila's nervousness only added to Gerald's suspicions.

The man smiled wryly. "Kamila, Kamila, you can't lie to me."

Kamila tried hard to swallow when Gerald said her real name.

"I just came back from the bathroom. Even though I heard it, I don't know what you're talking about." Kamila had already hit the wall; she had nowhere to run, while Gerald kept getting closer.

Gerald managed to lock his wife's movements. He brought his face closer to Kamila and whispered something. "That's good. You don't need to know anything, and you don't need to find out."

"Yes," Kamila replied. She could feel Gerald's breathing.

Gerald looked his wife's body up and down. The man licked his lips as his lust rose, as Kamila was only wearing a thin t-shirt above her knees and her shoulders were slightly exposed. Actually, Gerald himself chose the clothes, but only recently did he realize that Kamila was very sexy and beautiful to look at at all times.

Kamila looked away when Gerald looked at her intensely. Suddenly, her body was lifted and thrown onto the bed.

"What do you want to do, Gerald?" asked Kamila. When she wanted to get up, Gerald was already on top of her and holding her hand. 

"I want to be with Kamila. Someone I know is not my future wife. You are not Vira. Even though you are Kamila, you are still my legal wife," Gerald said.

Kamila held her breath. She knew what her husband wanted. Every time Gerald finished his lust, Kamila could not resist anymore. She could only surrender as pain and pleasure became one. Gerald was always rude when making love to her. Kamila's tears had dried up; crying was also useless because it would not make Gerald stop.

Gerald seemed excited. "I will make you pregnant with my child, Kamila." The man's sweat dripped on Kamila's body, which was not wrapped in anything.

Kamila thought that her life would be even more difficult if she carried Gerald's child. It is possible that Kamila is pregnant.

"Say my name, Kamila," said Gerald.

Kamila sighed softly. Her body was already drenched in sweat. "Gerald," she said.

Gerald smiled. "Use the word baby," he pleaded. 

"Gerald, shhh, baby." The sound of Kamila saying Gerald's name, accompanied by sighs, made Gerald even more excited.

It had been three hours; the body union had not yet ended, even though Kamila was very weak. Gerald felt very satisfied; he was sure that Kamila would get pregnant soon. The man ended it because he had already released his wife's womb. Gerald drooped limply beside his sleeping wife. The man also closed his eyes.

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Kamila squirmed on the bed, and as a result, the blanket was slightly exposed. Hurrying to cover it, Kamila just realized that she had gone through a hot romance. However, Kamila was surprised that Gerald was not beside her.

"Where did Gerald go?" she asked.

Her body felt all broken, especially in the sensitive areas, which were very painful. Kamila got out of bed without wearing anything and entered the bathroom. Cleaning her body, but Gerald's kiss marks all over her body left red marks that were very difficult to remove.

Kamila did not want to linger in the bathroom because of the cold. She chose to wear more closed clothes so that Gerald would not be tempted to see her body again. 
Kamila's eyes caught a piece of paper on the table, and there was a white box there. Kamila took the paper and read it. 

"Eat. I don't want you to die; there's no one else I can torture."

Kamila knew who wrote it, even though it didn't have a name. It was definitely from Gerald. He was not there, but he had prepared food for his wife.

Kamila took the box and a glass of water. When she opened it, there was rice, fried chicken, bananas, and broccoli vegetables. She ate with gusto because she hadn't eaten for several days. Everything was gone, and there was nothing left. Kamila smiled. Even though Gerald was very cruel, he still had a good side.
Kamila felt bored and couldn't do anything; her cell phone had been destroyed by Gerald. She wanted to watch television but didn't know how to turn it on. The remote was nowhere to be seen.

She just walked around the spacious room to relieve boredom. Kamila looked at the reflection of her face in the mirror, looking thinner; her cheeks were no longer chubby. Pale and unkempt. Kamila unbuttoned two buttons of her nightgown, Gerald's name engraved there. She took a deep breath. Gerald's torture at that time was still ringing in her head, and even the wound was still red and occasionally bleeding. The pain was still there, and Gerald's name was clearly printed there. She doesn't know what was on Gerald's mind to commit such a cruel act. Kamila didn't know what kind of torture she would receive. Even though she was currently alone, Kamila no longer tried to escape because it was all useless; she would end up getting caught too.

Gerald sat in one of the rooms in his house that only he knew. The room didn't have many things in it. Just a sofa and a large television. A small fridge was also in the corner, and there was also a toilet. The room was dimly lit, but it didn't bother Gerald. He casually lifted one leg while watching television. Not watching a movie or anything, but watching Kamila's activities in the room. Kamila had no idea that she was being monitored.